Chapter 513 I will be the bad guy!
Looking at Yan Shaoting standing in front of him.

Jiajing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and looked at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground on the west side of Huangji Gate with a cold look.

The new emperor is at most a ruler who maintains the status quo.

When he is no longer alive, he will kill a group of people and intimidate another group. When the new emperor ascends the throne, chaos will inevitably occur again.

As for killing so many people, would it make me gain a reputation as a tyrannical king before I die?

Jiajing smiled coldly.

You're going to die, why do you still care about these things?
At the beginning of the year, Yan Song had joined the game himself, resigned by begging for his own bones, and helped him start the discussion of the new policy. Now, he could also join the game himself, even if he was cursed after his death, he had to ensure that the new policy could continue in the new dynasty.

The emperor's thoughts.

In fact, many people present today can understand this.

But knowing is one thing, and being able to comprehend is another.

After all, no one knows whether the butcher knife that the emperor has drawn today will fall on his neck the next moment.

More and more officials stood up and advised the emperor to stop the war and killing.

However, there was no response from Huangji's disciples.

His eyebrows were so tightly knitted that they seemed to be broken.

He could see that the emperor was paving the way for the new monarch. Emperors of any dynasty would do something for the new monarch at the last moment of their lives as long as they could still think and act.

But we killed too many today!

Too many people have been sent to prison!
Gao Gong looked at Yuan Wei and others around him, and their expressions and reactions were roughly the same.

"Master."

"Master Yan."

Gao Gong called out in a low voice to Yan Song, who had hidden Yan Wuyou behind him. In his opinion, perhaps only this former prime minister who was born with the title of one of the Three Dukes could persuade the emperor to hold back his butcher knife.

Yan Song turned his head and looked at Gao Gong.

Gao Gong immediately asked, "Is your Majesty too harsh today?"

A smile appeared on Yan Song's face.

It was hard to imagine that Gao Suqing, who usually had a very hot temper, could not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes, and could not sit idly by and watch the corruption of officials, could actually say such words to himself.

Yan Song whispered back, "Does the Prime Minister think that the Emperor is wrong in his crackdown on officials?"

Gao Gong paused, his expression becoming somewhat unnatural: "It's not that the emperor is wrong, but..."

"But too many people were killed?" Yan Song asked calmly, and then continued: "Mr. Su, throughout history, there have been no reforms that did not result in the death of people."

Gao Gong wanted to say yes, but stopped himself immediately.

Because even if there is a reform without casualties, the final result of the reform will basically end in failure.

For example, the early Song Dynasty.

The entire pre-Song Dynasty and the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the history of Song Dynasty, is almost entangled with one reform after another.

But was there ever a successful reform in the early Song Dynasty?
Obviously not.

Otherwise, the Yuan Dynasty would not have replaced the Song Dynasty, and then the Ming Dynasty would not have replaced the Yuan Dynasty.

But Gao Gong was still a little confused: "But what exactly does the emperor want to do today?"

If it is for the purpose of ensuring that the new policies can continue after the emperor's death and that the new emperor can continue to support the new policies, then enough people have been killed today and enough officials have been imprisoned.

Yan Song shook his head and said, "Mr. Su, you are now the Prime Minister of the Cabinet. This problem should be considered and thought about by you, not by an old man like me who has left the court."

Talking.

Yan Song patted Yan Wuyou, who was hidden behind him, and gently rubbed his great-grandson's head with his hand.

A smile appeared on his face.

"As an old man, I just want to stay at home and enjoy my grandchildren, and watch them grow up safely."

Ever since.

Gao Gong's gaze shifted from Yan Song to the front of Huangji Gate, where Crown Prince Zhu Zaigui was also hiding behind him to prevent him from seeing the corpses scattered all over the ground on the west side of Huangji Gate.

This Prime Minister seemed to understand something.

He nodded silently: "Thank you for your guidance, Grand Master."

And under the Huangji Sect.

Jiajing had been silently watching the ministers in front of him.

Among the civil and military officials, people were constantly named by Huang Jin, and then arrested by the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, dragged out of the palace, and imprisoned to await trial.

There were also officials who constantly came out to request the emperor to give priority to the Three Departments instead of just listening to the Censorate and the Guards.

Of course, these are just excuses.

Jiajing never spoke.

Until Huang Jin shut his mouth, no more officials were dragged out of the palace, and no more officials left their posts.

Jiajing finally smiled faintly.

Huangji’s disciples continued to amplify the emperor’s laughter.

After the laughter.

Jiajing said, "I am a descendant of my clan and have been honored by the ancestral temple for forty-five years. I deeply wish that the country will last a long time. Since I ascended the throne, I have followed the family rules of the saints and the personal teachings of my father. I have always been sincere and dedicated to respecting the heaven and serving the people, but there are so many treacherous people."

"The country is in trouble, people's livelihood is difficult, the border is in urgent need, soldiers and civilians are hungry and cold."

"I often read books and know that the unification of Qin was the legacy of the six dynasties. It was Shang Yang's law that led to the unification of the country by the First Emperor."

"I also often read the Song edition. The country lasted for 319 years, and there were countless reforms in those 300 years, but they all collapsed in the end."

"I would like to ask you, what is the reason?"

What people didn't expect is.

When the emperor sheathed his butcher knife and the eunuchs stopped arresting people, he actually began to give questions to the civil and military officials who were still standing in front of the Huangji Gate.

The king asks for strategy and the minister answers.

If it weren't for the heads, corpses and blood on the ground.

People really believed that today was a normal court meeting that had not been held for many years.

No one dared to answer the emperor's question at this moment.

Yan Shaoting held down the sword at his waist, turned around and glanced at the officials present today.

behind him.

Jiajing laughed and said, "You are all the backbone of the Ming Dynasty. How come you can't answer my question today?"

He also didn't allow others to speak.

Just snorted coldly.

"If you can't answer, I will answer for you!"

Jiajing held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, his face flushed abnormally.

Lu Fang watched the emperor's reaction with concern.

After calming down his breathing, Jiajing continued to speak loudly: "When reforming the law, we should eliminate all those who oppose it! The so-called political stability and people's harmony, when the new policy is in place, if the court criticizes each other and the local governments argue with each other, how can the government's orders be implemented?"

He stood up again.

"today!"

Jiajing looked at all the officials in front of Huangji Gate, exerted force with his arms, and pointed his fingers at the ground.

"Today!"

"I have no choice but to kill eight of you today."

"I had to jail 172 officials from all over the court."

"Look at these more than a hundred people!"

"Who doesn't have gray hair? Who isn't a pillar of the court? Who isn't my right-hand minister?"

"They are rotten, and my heart is broken."

"The country handed over to me by our ancestors has turned into this state. I am deeply saddened."

"I have sinned against the country!"

On the steps, Jiajing's face was full of pain.

In front of the Huangji Gate, following the shout that the emperor was guilty of the country, all the officials knelt on the ground trembling all over.

But Jiajing said in a hurry: "Yes! I have sinned against the country! I am ashamed of my ancestors! I am ashamed of heaven and earth! I wish I could dismiss myself!"

"And you!"

"Although they all sound noble, standing on the dry shore..."

Jiajing raised his arm, waved his finger at the kneeling civil and military officials, walked down the steps quickly, and shouted angrily: "Are you so clean?"

With a sigh, Jiajing's body swayed, and Yan Shaoting hurried forward to support him, but Jiajing waved his hand to stop him.

Taking a deep breath, Jiajing paced in front of the steps.

"I know..."

"Some of you are more corrupt than them!"

"I advise you to turn your hearts, lungs and intestines out."

“Let it dry in the sun!”

"Wash it!"

"Tidy up, tidy up!"

The civil and military officials kneeling on the ground in front of Huangji Gate were completely silent.

With another sigh, Jiajing's voice began to tremble.

"When I first ascended the throne, I thought the biggest enemy was the Altan tribe. After I stopped the Altan tribe, I thought the biggest enemy was the Japanese pirates."

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"I have cleared the southeast of the Japanese pirates."

"The nine borders are beginning to be in danger again. The Mongols are gathering their troops and marching south."

"I am now becoming increasingly clear that the Ming Dynasty's greatest concern is not outside..."

Jiajing lowered his head, turned around, walked slowly up the steps, and sat back on the chair where he held court.

"It's in the court."

"It's right here at Huangji Gate!"

"Among my noble relatives and ministers."

"If this place is a little rotten, the whole Ming Dynasty will be rotten!"

"If you all rot, people all over the country will rise up and destroy the Ming Dynasty!"

"Think about it..." Jiajing sighed, "How many years has it been since Emperor Xiangxing, Zhao Bing, drowned in the sea at Yashan?"

"Forgot?"

"That sea is in Guangdong, and it's watching you every day!"

Jiajing started coughing violently, his face flushed, but he reached out to stop Lu Fang who was about to step forward, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth with it.

The coughing stopped.

A hint of crimson appeared on the handkerchief.

Jiajing held the bloodstained handkerchief under his hand and looked forward: "I... don't have much time left. I kept thinking about saying something to you now, but life has an end and words have an end."

"After thinking it over, I can only be the villain myself!"

Jiajing leaned back in his chair, looking weak.

But he still made the voice that belonged to the emperor.

"Today, the nobles whose heads I have chopped off will have their property confiscated and their families exiled to the frontier!"

"Those who are still kneeling on the ground will be demoted to commoners, exiled to the frontiers, have their property confiscated, and will never be employed again!"

"All those civil and military officials who have been imprisoned, as well as the ministers who are the backbone of the government, will also be dismissed. Those who deserve the death penalty will be executed immediately, and those who are not sentenced to death will be exiled to the border and will never be employed again. Their three clans and three generations will be banned from raising children, and their property will be confiscated!"

"As for those of you who stood up to advise me today, go to the Imperial Prison..."

Jiajing waved his hand.

The factory guards in front of Huangji Gate rushed out instantly.

Those civil and military officials who still felt that they had no problems today and stood up had their black hats removed from their heads, their official robes stripped off, and they were dragged out of the palace.

Those nobles and relatives who were still present but had been demoted to commoners and were to be exiled to the border were also taken away one by one.

Wailing and pleas for mercy continued to be heard in front of the Huangji Gate.

Jiajing just watched coldly as these people were taken away.

Until there was no more movement in front of the Huangji Gate, no one dared to stand up and speak.

Jiajing was still leaning on his chair.

He said calmly, "I have been the emperor for forty-five years. I am tired, and I don't have much time left."

"But I want to tell you clearly that the Jiajing New Deal must be carried out!"

"Even if I die, the new policy must be implemented!"

"All of you keep your heads down and hide your thoughts. Don't think that you will be able to live better if I die."

"You talk about morality, benevolence, and the laws of our ancestors all day long."

"I will tell you clearly today that anyone who opposes the new law will be punished! After I die, this law will remain the law of our ancestors!"

Jiajing's eyes were gloomy.

But he was determined in his heart.

He wanted to make sure that there would only be new laws and new parties in the Ming Dynasty, and that there would be only one voice in the court. Anyone who dared to openly oppose the new laws would be guilty.

And obviously.

The emperor's words hurt the hearts of some officials who were still able to kneel in front of the Huangji Gate.

Because these people were indeed planning that once the emperor passed away, the so-called Jiajing New Deal would collapse on its own.

After all, there is one emperor and one courtier.

Emperor Jiajing has passed away, so what can the so-called Jiajing New Deal do?

Can the dead fight with the living?
But Jiajing's words obviously disrupted their ideas and plans.

heaven.

The clouds were blown by the wind and accumulated more and more.

The snow gradually got heavier.

Jiajing's tone softened a little: "You all understand, I have issued an order to clear the land and the army, and leave you a life. After today, even if I die, if you can clear the land and make up for the deficit in the army, the Ming Dynasty will tolerate you and give you a chance to live."

cough cough...

cough……

The emperor started coughing again.

Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Yan Shaoting looked up at the sky, then turned around to look at the old Taoist priest sitting on the chair.

He was filled with mixed feelings at this moment.

In the end, the old Taoist priest finally took a tough stance, and it was all for the country.

He would rather be the bad guy himself and ensure that the country can be handed over to the new monarch safely and that these daring ministers can be suppressed.

He was looking at the old Taoist priest.

Jiajing also saw him.

Letting Lu Fang come forward to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jiajing raised his arm and waved towards Yan Shaoting.

Yan Shaoting immediately stepped forward.

That end.

Zhu Zaigui, who was already the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, looked at his father, who was a disciple of Huangji, and Yan Shaoting, who was summoned to his presence, with a puzzled look.

"His Majesty."

Yan Shaoting walked up to the old Taoist priest and looked at the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand.

Jiajing smiled and said, "I'm back... You've had a hard time along the way."

Yan Shaoting was about to bow down and kneel down, but Jiajing stopped him.

"Don't kneel. To be honest, I didn't even welcome you."

Jiajing looked up at the young man in front of him who was wearing a bright red official robe and half-body iron armor. His face was full of satisfaction and his eyes were full of pride.

He reached out, grabbed Yan Shaoting's arm, and stood up with a slight tremor.

Yan Shaoting didn't dare to move too much and could only carefully support the old Taoist priest.

Jiajing stood up, still holding Yan Shaoting's arm, and slowly turned around to look at the Huangji Hall behind the Huangji Gate.

He glanced at Yan Shaoting with a smile on his face.

And his hand had already grasped Yan Shaoting's hand.

"Walk."

"Stay with me."

"Go to the Royal Palace."

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